Paul Mitchell is a writer, poet, author and academic whose work interrogates Australian masculinity, violence and the ways people can heal.
I’ve heard music like this but never seen a man who isn’t watching football so excited. The way Wayne describes it, the album could be a religious artefact. But I don’t understand any of the words he’s using to describe it, nor the lyrics: “All the young girls love Alice, tender young Alice they say …”
We went home and snuggled in bed, catching up. It felt great. It was then that she told me she’d had sex with another guy. Two nights ago. In the very bed we were in now.
When your partner’s the same gender as you, one thing you’re gifted is a blank slate. Cleaning the gutters, ironing, taking the car for a service, buying sheets—it’s all up for grabs. And that’s what Alex sees.
There were no easy answers, he was saying, which is the same as saying there are no answers at all. And even though I wasn’t asking him, the answer I got was to empathise with the bullies. Forgive them all, they know not what they do.
Tristan: A Song for the Superior Man is a new play by Chenoeh Miller asking what it means to be a good man, and it finds its answers in the voices of her own cast.
Photographer Paul McDonald is possessed by two things. The first is a set of mysterious and intimate medical slides found by chance at an auction and carried with him ever since; and the second is the very concept of masculinity.